The Weekend {our first visitor}

Our weekend started early with our very first visitor to Philly. Blake’s younger brother, Kirk, came in on Wednesday evening. It was fun to have an excuse to do all the touristy things and eat some delicious food. Wednesday night we stayed in and had dinner at home – carnitas burrito bowls and some store-bought pie in honor of Pi Day.

I didn’t have to nanny on Thursday, so I spent some time on Beautycounter work in the morning, and then Kirk and I met Blake at his office for lunch, and then I showed him some of the sites around our house before making a stop at a coffee shop to meet up with some friends.

After work, we met up with Blake at one of our favorite bars in Philly, The Franklin. It’s a speakeasy with some amazing cocktails – and this is coming from someone who doesn’t normally like cocktails. The lighting was super low, so I couldn’t get a good picture, but all 3 of our drinks were fab!

Dinner was right down the street, so after we finished our drinks we headed over to Nom Nom Ramen. This was my first experience with real ramen (not the dried stuff)! We started off with steamed pork buns that were delicious, and then I got the Nom Nom Ramen with pork. It was good, but I think I prefer pho over ramen. During the meal I checked in on my fullness level and about 2/3 of the way into the bowl I was satisfied. My tummy was slightly full and I had had enough of the taste. When we got home, we sat around and chatted for a while, ate some leftover pie and ice cream, and headed to bed early.

Friday Blake and I both worked during the day, while Kirk relaxed and explored and then we all made dinner together. Fresh fettuccine from the Italian Market, with a mushroom cream sauce, salad, bread, and white wine. Fresh pasta is 1000x better than dried, and I feel so lucky to have easy access to it. The night ended with the new Jungle Book – have you seen it? Not a big fan, but at least I’ve seen it!

Saturday was our big day to show Kirk the city. I woke up before everyone else, read my Bible and some blogs, and had a pre-donut snack of yogurt and fruit. Once everyone was up and ready, we walked over to Federal Donuts (the best donuts!) I got the Cinnamon Brown Sugar hot donut and coffee and we all shared the Potato Donut. Fueled and ready, we walked all over the city, stopping at the Art Museum for “Rocky pictures,” walking along the Schuylkill River, and eventually Reading Terminal for exploring and a late lunch. It was here that I had my very first Philly Cheesesteak. Not my favorite food, but at least I can say that I tried it!

After lunch we were all pretty tired from all the walking, but had to make it over to Old City to see the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall. By 3pm, we had probably walked at least 6 miles, and were exhausted (my legs aren’t used to this much walking, haha). We caught a ride home, and spent the rest of the afternoon watching a documentary, drinking tea, and snacking on some trail-mix. We hung out the rest of the day, just enjoying each others presence, and I started our Russian visa application process…

That evening, we joined up with my sister and brother-in-law for Korean take-out and watching a movie. I had Bibimbap for the first time and loved it! I’m sure the “real thing” is super delicious.

Kirk left early Sunday morning. It was so great to have him here, and I cannot wait for our next visitor! Sunday morning included baking up a loaf of sourdough I had prepped the night before (still need to work on my technique), church, and then typing up this post, chatting on the phone with a friend, and having coffee with my sister. My goal is to take a sabbath on Sundays, and make no plans for the day, but it’s a work in progress right now. The night ended with the craziest Uber ride ever and dinner at Pizzeria Vetri with a friend I haven’t seen in years. The pizza was so good and the conversation was even better!

This weekend was full, but so good. We ate out more than we ever do, which was fun and encouraging to see how far I’ve come in my eating disorder recovery. Eating out used to be the scariest thing because of the labels diet culture puts on eating out and because I had no control of portions and what went into the dish. Now, I love trying new foods and eating the best of what’s around. Sometimes I do get anxious about what I ate or will eat, but then I remind myself that I can trust my body and it’s all about perspective. After a weekend of eating out, my body is craving some simple, home-cooked meals, not because they are “better,” but because my body knows what it needs. Sometimes I’ll want a fresh donut for breakfast, and sometimes, avocado toast with an egg is more appealing. It’s not a calculation, it’s really just intuition and listening to your body.

What’s the best thing you ate this weekend?


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